User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-26024035-20160423181424/@comment-3135907-20160509080626

The fox shoved the motionless Raggs to the deck and manacled his paws, then hauled him roughly up and between two other vermin. He barked something to them, and they complied, dragging the ferret off to join a large number of prisoners on the foreign vessel.

It was obvious now that he was to be an oarslave.